A year after visiting Cassadaga, and many moments of truth later, my next thyroid revelation occurred. My husband and I were planning a trip to Colorado to do some exploring, of the land and the soul both.
“Would you like to schedule the surgery to remove your thyroid now?”
Those were the words I heard when I was only 25 years old. I was freshly married to a boy I met in elementary school and had just relocated from New Hampshire to North Carolina in pursuit of adventure.